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"Oh, so now you want to be my husband?" Vince squinted his eyes, silently judging me. "By the way, while you've been plotting to return the stolen necklace—" I rolled my eyes. "I've been brainstorming all night, reading through Fabio's journals to see how he sold the products on the black market." Vince scattered several books on the table. They were a bunch of small, old-looking journals. I reached out to grab one. "You should read them too," Vince instructed. "It'd be nice if you could finish them by morning—"

he told Princess Ariya. But he lied just to refrain her from talking about the book. As a matter of fact, he left the book in his safe in his room. No one could just open the safe coz it had a pin code. After about fifteen hours of flight, Vince finally arrived in Chicago. When he was in the airport, he saw someone familiar. He thought it was Princess Ariya but when she came closer, it was Ira. "Hello, Vince! I see you also took a vacation!" Ira greeted him with a beautiful smile.

Vince said. I looked at Kim, and he tapped my shoulders. “Let’s go.” I felt something strange while watching Vince doing his demonstration with Kim by his side. It’s like a déjà vu, and I stood there rooted on the ground as if I was in a trance. Somehow, my eyes strayed on Kim, and he approached me. “This is not totally new to you. I bought you one of the series before, but I sold it when you disappeared.” I just looked at him dumbly. I wanted to speak, but words would not come out. Kim placed his arm around me and led me to the car.

"What do you want Gore?" "For you to know that Vince is in a terrible shape. You dislocated his shoulder, broke his arm in three places and cracked three of his lumbar. With him being so young, he is healing at a slow rate. Of course, you don't have to worry about me, even though you broke all the ribs on the right side of my body." "Why are you telling me all of this?" "For you to go heal Vince, then apologise to him." Harlow scoffed, "why can't he come apologise to me? He attacked me first, for no reason at all."

Her screaming stopped abruptly, her face flushed red, but she didn't dare make another sound. Vince turned to Colin, his tone tinged with disappointment. "Colin, I'm deeply disappointed in your recent actions. "To acquire what amounts to an empty shell in Nicholls Group, you've compromised Fuller Group's interests. Such decisions are utterly foolish!" Vince criticized without holding back. "I transferred my shares to Ms. Nicholls and Mr. Jefferson to stop you from continuing this reckless behavior and to preserve Fuller Group's foundation!" Vince's words rang with authority. Aspen then stood up, surveying everyone present as her lips curved into a mocking smile.

Flynn pov I watched Vance's eyes narrow, the intensity of his gaze sharp and penetrating as he absorbed my proposal. His face remained a careful mask of calm calculation, yet I could sense the subtle undercurrents of tension beneath the surface—an unspoken intrigue sparked by my words. “So, you want me to help you bring Mona down a peg?” he asked, his tone deceptively neutral. Despite the casualness of his voice, a glimmer of amusement danced in his eyes, hinting that he was more than just a passive listener in this exchange.

Well, I guess it’s a mission failed. *** Kyle Ethan’s POV I have been busy browsing through the shelves here for I don’t know how long. But until now, I still haven’t been able to find the book I need. I know there’s no guarantee that I’ll find the information I need here. But there’s no harm in trying. “There are too many books here. Are you telling me we’re really going to look at all of these one by one?” Vince asked incredulously. He was sitting at a long table, flipping through a book.

He closed his eyes, crumbling the little piece of paper in his hand and clenching his fists hard. He didn’t speak. And just like that, the devil himself had breathed through the walls, taking all the warmth and peace that was reigning in here. “What is it? What does it say?” I asked softly in a low voice. Vince slowly opened his eyes and stared ahead in front of us, his eyes burning. His wrath was wildfire, burning through every reason and logic, snapping the restraints and just… destroying. “I hope she tastes sweet. Tell her not to cry when I sink into her.”

They come here, pleading for health, strength and immortality, but very few are prepared to pay the price I ask in return for the gift only I can bestow. Vincent has been here for close to a year, and he has grown on me more than most. I suppose I can see a little bit of myself in him in the way he carries himself and that he is not easily perturbed by the goings on around here. His nerves are made of steel, as evidenced by his steadfastness in this moment. His predecessor would have been out of the door in the blink of an eye. In fact, that is what ended Thomas’ miserable life. He was quick to flee, but I am quicker still. “My Lord, if I may?” Vince takes advantage of a lull in my rage and

Knox had known all of this and hadn’t told me. Now what? I stood there for a long moment, frozen, trying to process everything Melissa had just said. Then footsteps sounded from upstairs. Rylan appeared at the top of the stairs, his face grim. “Good, you’re up. We need to talk. Everyone. Church meeting in twenty minutes.” “What happened?” “Vince is gone. He took off sometime during the night.” Rylan’s jaw clenched. “And he took the encrypted phone with him. The one we use for coordinating safe house locations.”